The Photo shop
by Candyman666©
All characters participating in sexual activity in the stories are 18 or over. Please don't be afraid to let me know what you think of my stories. This story is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.
To help you keep track of the different characters in the series, a list can be found on my author's page in order of their appearance in the stories.
Chapter 60: More horseplay with Dawn and Hellen.
On Friday evening, I had to deal with this carousel ride I had promised Dawn I would join. I sure hoped I wouldn't bungle it, after all, it had been years since I did something like that. I went riding with Dawn and Hellen last summer, but that's quite different from riding in a large group. I didn't even have an idea how large the group was. I really need to stop saying yes to everything any of the girls propose, after all, I'm not getting any younger.
After closing the shop at 6, I went upstairs to prepare. I cleaned and shone my boots, and put on my black riding pants and a white shirt. I didn't think I could go wrong with that. To complete the outfit I donned a body-warming thing I used to ride in when it was colder. If it proved to be too warm, I could always take it off. As I absolutely wanted to be there well in time, I got in my car around 7 and drove to the stables. Of course, 15 minutes later I arrived. It's always the same isn't it, when you leave early you don't hit any traffic lights, but when you're late, you get them all.
When I parked I saw Dawn's car was already there, she must have left early as well. As I'd been before, I knew my way around the stables and quickly spotted her tending to her favorite horse. Right next to her Hellen was preparing her own horse, Burley. Strange, as I hadn't seen her car in the parking.
"Good evening ladies."
"Hello, mister photographer, glad you could make it," Hellen replied.
"A promise is a promise, even if it is obtained under duress."
"Oh you poor thing, did she put pressure on you to join our little group?"
"No not really, I love to ride carousel, I did it a lot when I was younger and a member of the company's equestrian club."
"Oh is that where you learned to ride?"
"Yeah."
"And were there a lot of you riding?"
"Not that many, but when we rode carousel in the indoor arena in the winter we sometimes had groups of 12 to 14 riders."
"I'm afraid we won't be with so many tonight; aside from us 2 there will be 5 other ladies joining us."
"You're joking right?"
"Nope."
"So it's me against 7 women, with no male support whatsoever?"
"Afraid so, and actually it's 8 women against you, the person directing the ride is also female. But don't worry, they're all very friendly and very much looking forward to meeting you and riding you... Sorry, riding with you. Besides us, there's one more you already know and have even photographed in the nude," Dawn continued.
"Who could that be? The girls I know don't ride as far as I'm aware."
"It's mom, and I'm afraid she's more or less been telling the group what you did for her and dad during the photo shoot."
"What exactly has she been telling these women about me?"
"Oh not much, a bit of this and a bit of the other, nothing for you to worry about."
"I hope you haven't told them about the Lady Godiva stunt Dawn, or the thing with your husband's camera Hellen?"
"It might have slipped out when we had drinks after our rides, but I'm not sure if they really picked up on that."
"I sure hope not, or I'll be busy all summer taking pictures of nude women on horseback."
"Why only in the Summer Lew? A woman's nipples look great when displayed at subzero temperatures you know."
"Don't you worry, I know, I had Dawn's nipps displayed in the cold when she was my 24-hour slave in the winter."
Oh God, that just slipped out, what was I thinking?
"Oh, you must tell me all about that adventure," Hellen said looking at me with an understanding look and a wink.
"I'm surprised Dawn hasn't told you."
"Well, she may have mentioned it in passing but if you want to give me all the juicy details one day I wouldn't mind," Hellen replied.
"Don't you worry Lew, we were very discreet and besides not all women want to be photographed in the nude... some of the girls you'll meet tonight might, but certainly not all of them, don't you agree Hellen?"
"No definitely not all of them, but about some, I do have my doubts. You do realize that it's not only men who talk or boast about their sex lives; you might be surprised how raunchy our conversations sometimes are."
"There you are, that's exactly what I'm afraid of, that you spilled the beans on some of our adventures and that you created certain expectations with these girls."
"Always look on the bright side of life, Lew, you might be the one benefiting from our indiscretions."
"Benefiting, benefiting..., suffering would be more like it, I'm not 20 any more ladies."
"Sure, but despite your age I heard a story about you having sex with 5 women at the same time."
"Now just imagine Lew, if all 8 girls in the arena were topless or even completely naked, wouldn't that make you happy?"
"Believe me I'd run away."
"That might be dangerous, you know you should never run away from a predator."
"Now they're even predators, I knew it, this whole setup has nothing to do with carousel riding but only with sex."
"No, absolutely not, as I said we may have told some of the stories but only to prove that you are trustworthy and quite harmless, so don't you worry, here they come, let me introduce you."
"Girls, this is Lew, the guy I mentioned who was going to join us and make our group complete. Lew is a photographer and he took some great photos of me, Hellen, and mom."
"Lew, you know my mom Janet already, then there is Marianne, who runs the stables, and who will be directing the carousel, and from left to right we have Daisy, Joy, Chelsey, and Lizzy."
"Pleased to make your acquaintance ladies, strange to hear so many names ending with 'y', is there a special reason?"
While they pondered who was going to answer me I looked them over and Joy, a redhead stood out. I was immediately convinced that she meant trouble, what kind of trouble I didn't immediately figure out, but my instinct just told me she would prove to be a handful.
But it was Daisy who stepped forward and explained that they originally started riding as just the 4 of them when they were kids and then kept it up. They were also big fans of the famous Belgian girls' group K3, of 3 girls whose names started with the letter 'K'. They also all attended the same school and were approximately the same age so after a while they referred to themselves as Y4, using the last letter of their names. Dawn whispered in my ear they were all in their mid-twenties. Over the years they got interested in carousel riding, but with just the 4 of them, they were rather restricted in the figures they could ride. Originally they would have liked to have a nice even group of 4 women and 4 men, but unfortunately, none of their male friends or husbands had any interest in riding. So Marianne found some other interested ladies to join them. Finding the eighth rider to make it even was difficult, and they were ever so pleased that I wanted to join them, even if I was the odd one in the group, being the only male rider.
After the introductions, we took our horses to the arena and Marianne lined us up in the starting position. As the girls were seasoned carousel riders, Marianne explained for my benefit, what figures we were going to ride and in which order. We started off by going forward and then when we hit the wall 4 turned left and 4 turned right going into a trot along the wide side of the arena. When we met in the middle of the opposing side every 4 riders started to make a circle. When the first rider of each group got to the middle of the narrow side of the arena she turned and rode in a straight line to the middle. When both groups met again in the middle they went to the right in the direction of the corner. Then left along the narrow side again till the other corner and from there diagonal to the corner on the opposite side of the arena.
This was a tricky move as the horses would meet in the middle and needed to cross. And so it went on combining intricate figures requiring the riders to have total control over their mount. After about 25 minutes we found ourselves back again in one line in the middle of the arena. I must say, Marianne was an excellent choreographer. She had managed to make us use the complete arena, challenging us with difficult patterns and speeds. The one that got me a bit frightened was when each group of 4 started from the corner on the narrow side and went in a gallop to the center before turning right, slowing down to a trot, and then going full circle. The timing was of the essence for this figure and I'm happy to say we did it flawlessly.
After about 10 minutes of rest, we mounted again and continued. Marianne really challenged us during the second 25 minute session. Some of the figures we rode also seemed new to the girls, as from time to time a mistake was made by one of the riders. Wrong speed, wrong turn, horses frightened, riders frightened, one of them even fell off, but no harm was done. She got back on and we continued. At the end when we were again in our starting position, the riders took off their caps and saluted Marianne.
We dismounted and took our horses to their individual stables, then removed the saddles, and bits. We didn't need to wipe them down as they were not really sweaty, it wasn't that hot yet this time of the year. As usual, I gave my horse a little treat in the form of an apple and a polo mint.
We had agreed to meet for drinks afterward in the cafeteria. I expected a lot more people on a Friday evening but it was rather quiet. As the newcomer, I found it my duty to buy the drinks, so after inquiring about what everybody wanted I got them at the bar. Marianne didn't join the party as she had another group for a riding lesson right after us.
"So Lew, did you enjoy yourself?" Hellen asked.
"It was great fun, took me back to the time when I was riding with the club from work."
"Yes, you mentioned that, where did you guys ride?"
"We rode in 'La Chevauchée', which doesn't exist anymore I'm afraid. It was located in an area with villas and the land became very expensive, so the owners of the land gave the operator notice and sold the land at an astronomical price."
"It was great though, we were within walking distance of a huge, very nicely wooded military compound, great to ride in. We used to go on Sunday mornings very early with a small group, just 3 or 4 riders and we could see deer and rabbits. Sometimes the daughter of the stables, who also happened to be named Marianne, came with us, and then her little fox terrier usually joined us. Regularly he fell behind and then sometimes we heard him howl, so we got concerned. Marianne told us we didn't need to worry, being a hunting dog, the little bugger was probably just frustrated he couldn't chase a rabbit down its hole. And yeah sure enough after a while he came running again having given up the chase."
"We heard you went riding in the woods here as well, with Dawn, didn't you?"
"Yes, she's the one who got me interested in the sport again."
"Yeah we heard, and being a photographer you took some nice pictures of her when she still had her long blonde hair."
"Yes, she looked great on the horse."
"Especially only dressed in her long hair," Chelsey replied, "just like Lady Godiva."
"Euh yes," I said slowly turning a bit red in the face.
"Do you do that often Lew, take pictures of naked ladies?" Daisy wanted to know.
"It happens from time to time, yes."
